The Ship in the Distance

Are you the mirror image of me?

Or a just a rusty ship lost at sea?

Do you follow the horizon around

The globe, like me, for nowhere bound?

Do you still remember the feel

Of shallow water under your heavy keel?

Or have you left your past at the port,

Wanting nothing, fearing no one and naught?

What are you  hiding under your decks?

Is it gold? Oil? Voices of the ghosts of dead wrecks?

Will your secrets, like those I keep,

Scream inside you while you drown in the deep?